Stitch / Embroidery is slow. One Stitch at a time; it can’t be rushed. An activity, which for me, is the perfect antidote to a fast paced time, where almost everything is instant. It is the intrinsic nature of a slow manual craft, which demands from its practitioner, patience, endurance and perseverance.
Engaged in Stitch, I give myself permission to pause, to sit still, to feel the moment, the needle in my hand the feel of the linen and a repetitive movement. And time slows down, almost magically, more the time in this particular moment, allowing myself to get lost and forgetting about time. Sometimes I feel I can recapture the feeling of long Sunday afternoons, the endless hours stretching ahead.
I am a nomad inside. On the outside it feels I am quite settled. I love being somewhere else. In a café, traveling on a train, the longer the better. And my small piece of linen, some yarn and the needles, scissors and I am ready at any time, to be in a different place and stitch my time, my thoughts.
Stitch is companionable, alone by myself or in company, it allows my for little moment to retreat into myself, check in, listen.